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Wan Pingan opened the door and let the important person in.
Before the important person entered, two people went in first to check.
Wan Ping'an was not surprised at all. The important figure in front of him was related to national affairs, and no accident could be allowed to happen. No detail could be overlooked.
The important figure looked somewhat surprised as soon as he entered.
There are probably several hundred kilograms of cured meat in Wan Ping'an's home.
There were some bags piled up in the corner, which looked like rice and flour.
Outside.
The crowd lingered, reluctant to leave.
It's rare for such an important person to come, so everyone wants to get acquainted with him and benefit from his presence!
"Yi Zhonghai is probably finished."
Yan Fugui sighed.
"He's definitely finished."
“I’m a chef and I’ve cooked for some big shots, but I’ve never met any big shot with such a powerful aura.”
"I dare not speculate on the identity of this important figure, but I am certain that in his presence, even the director of the steel rolling mill is insignificant!"
He Daqing nodded.
He was happiest when Yi Zhonghai got into trouble.
Sha Zhu and Yi Zhonghai are too close, and Sha Zhu is too influenced by Yi Zhonghai.
By the time he realized something was wrong, Sha Zhu had already been deeply affected.
He hates Yi Zhonghai!
How could Wan Ping'an know such an important person?
Yan Fugui found it hard to believe.
The identity of this important figure is probably higher than he guessed.
"You ask me, who should I ask?"
He Daqing didn't know either.
At Wan Ping'an's home.
The important figures and Wan Ping'an sat down. Qin Huairu was very diligent and poured a bowl of water for each of them. Then she stood curiously behind Wan Ping'an.
"Xiao Wan, I heard you've grown a kind of golden rice?"
The important man asked with a smile.
Wan Ping'an suddenly realized that they had come for the golden rice.
After reporting to his superiors, Han Dahe explained to Wan Ping'an in detail that going through the formal review process would take some time and wouldn't be so quick!
"Correct!"
"Huai Ru, go and get a bowl."
Wan Ping'an nodded with a smile.
No amount of explanation can compare to seeing the real thing.
Qin Huairu took a toy, filled it with more than half a bowl of golden rice, and placed it on the table.
Wan Ping'an was pushed in front of the important person.
The important man finally showed a look of surprise, reached out and grabbed a handful of golden rice, and even brought it to his nose to smell it, confirming that it was indeed rice.
"When I first saw it, I also thought it was broken gold."
"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would have found it hard to believe that these tiny, gold-like particles are actually a kind of food. It's incredible!"
The important man put the golden rice back into the bowl.
"This rice is so fragrant." (chbh)
"It's so much more fragrant than plain white rice, a hundred times, no, a thousand times..."
Qin Huairu made a solemn vow.
She and Wan Ping'an had long since switched to golden rice as their staple food. A bowl of steamed golden rice was fragrant and appetizing.
"How about we steam some rice now?"
Qin Huairu is very intelligent.
She could tell that the important person was someone who had turned around.
Judging from the big shot's behavior, he has goodwill towards Wan Ping'an. If he were to be given a bowl of rice, it might be of great benefit to Wan Ping'an.
The important person smiled and refused.
Wan Ping'an was not surprised at all.
Important figures have too many important matters to handle; their personal safety is related to the fate of the nation, so they can't just eat takeout food.
otherwise.
The impact is too great.
"Comrade Xiao Wan, is the yield of golden rice really 1,800 jin per mu?"
The important man asked with a smile.
"lead..."
Wan Ping'an is full of confidence.
"My surname is Zhou, you can call me Old Zhou!"
The important figure responded with a smile.
Mr.Zhou?
A flash of inspiration struck Wan Ping'an.
confirmed!
No wonder he looked familiar!
The important figure before him was one of the great men he admired most.
past life.
When he was born, the great man had already passed away, and since he was just an insignificant person, he had no chance to meet the great man.
this life.
He transmigrated here, and he's just another nobody.
If it weren't for the Golden Waterway, he wouldn't have had the chance to meet the great man!
Upon confirming his identity, Wan Ping'an was filled with awe and respect!
“Old Zhou, 1,800 jin is the minimum. If the field maintenance is done well and nothing is wasted, I can guarantee a yield of 2,000 jin per mu.”
Wan Ping'an stood up straight.
Decisive and resolute!
"Comrade Xiao Wan, do you know what you're saying?"
“Under normal circumstances, our rice yield will not exceed 600 jin per mu, and even in high-yield fields, it will not exceed 800 jin per mu at most.”
Old Zhou looked serious.
The food issue is a major issue, and no negligence is allowed.
"Old Zhou, I'd stake my life on it."
Wan Ping'an looked serious.
"Not that serious."
"If your rice can guarantee a yield of 1,800 jin per mu, you will have solved a big problem and ensured that many people will no longer go hungry."
Mr. Zhou was very happy.
"Old Zhou, there's something even happier for you."
"The golden rice I grow is not only high-yielding."
"It has very low requirements for the planting environment, does not need much water, is resistant to diseases and pests, is not easy to lodging, and completely outclasses other rice varieties."
Wan Ping An guarantees that everything produced by the system is of the highest quality!
Outside.
The crowd had not yet dispersed.
"Old He, important people's time is very precious."
"The important person has been inside for half an hour and hasn't come out yet, which means he values Wan Ping'an very much. Could he be a relative of Wan Ping'an?"